February 2012
1 post
January 2012
2 posts
WatchThere are few songs that remind me more of my high school shenanigan years like “Nightswimming”. Minus the part about skinny dipping.
“I didn’t date anyone till your grandma. Unless you want to count the time...”
– My Dad
November 2011
3 posts
Memories are weird
I can’t remember the names of people I briefly dated over the years, but I sure as shit can remember the name of the girl who irritated me in first grade with her perfect penmanship.
October 2011
4 posts
Initial thoughts on "American Horror Story"
The story of Dylan McDermott and his ass.
September 2011
6 posts
What I love about Ghost Hunters
1. The dog, who is one of the best additions to the show.
2. Steve, who will forever be “Steve the tech guy” to me.
3. That no matter how often they investigate, they don’t get blasé about it. There is ALWAYS a moment of someone saying “what the **** was that??”
WatchCharlie: Kevin, lad… it’s me, Charlie. O’Donnell: That’s me holding my temper, Jimmy boy.
August 2011
1 post
The stupid shit that keeps me awake
So who exactly stares at their butthole for extended amounts of time and determines that it needs to be bleached? This thought is plaguing my mind tonight.
March 2011
1 post
January 2011
2 posts
Reflections
As I lay there on my friend’s frozen driveway, head tilted up towards the stars as the chill of ice and snow made its pilgrimage towards the skin of my aching body, I contemplated the last few weeks of my life. “Yep,” I sighed, still unwillingly to budge from the impact zone of the fall that occurred mere seconds before. “That’s about right.”
November 2010
2 posts
October 2010
2 posts
September 2010
1 post
August 2010
6 posts
1 tag
July 2010
2 posts
June 2010
9 posts
"Say nothing, act casual"
Wise words to live by.
“Igor: You know, I’ll never forget my old dad. When these things would...”
– Young Frankenstein (1974)
Confession
I once dated a guy that said “I’m not prejudiced. I hate everybody equally.”
That guy was a real dick.
Standard bad horror movie dialogue
If we’re going to survive [event, creature or killer dude] and find [relative, friend, item of consequence], then WE HAVE TO WORK TOGETHER!
And it’s usually said to someone losing their shit at the time.
And for more Jeebus →
Being an insomniac is bad enough. Being an insomniac with geek tendencies? Trying to sleep and my mind wants to deal with computer issues. Quit it!
May 2010
10 posts
Laziness
Watching “The Collector”, I realized I could never be a serial killer. There’s far too much planning involved.
Not helping
I’m laying in bed, trying to sleep - a process that is deeply complicated by the fact that my sinus infection has relapsed with a Ju-On-type vengeance. And instead of pastoral imagery or the like, I find myself thinking about the Time Life “Mysterious of the Unknown” books my dad had when I was younger — specifically the story about the ghost kid who shows up at the beds of...
Something’s got to give. I often feel pulled in one too many directions. There’s so much to accomplish yet, and so little time each day to spare. I’ve considered time management; a stricter schedule, perhaps. Yet, “scheduled” goes against my natural instincts. It’s a bit of a conundrum.